I’m a little late totaling up my 2012 found money. Okay, I’m several months late; normally I count the money around Thanksgiving.

Even though the money’s been counted, it’s still at my friend Linda’s house along with some other things I haven’t moved to my new place. Also still at Linda’s is the old vase in which I keep my finds, a gift from my daughter when she was very young. Abby found it in the “free” box at a yard sale. (That’s my girl!)

I’ve been using an old plastic container for all the coins I’ve picked up since Jan. 1. It doesn’t have the soul of that vase, which is actually pretty ghastly: fthe color of a Pepto Bismol tablet left out in the sun, embellished with gilt and bearing a painting of what looks like a 17th-century dude courting a 17th-century dame. But it was a gift from my kid, and I treasure it. Perhaps my descendants will take it to “Antiques Roadshow” and find out it’s worth a million bucks.

Last year’s final tally:

Six $1 bills

One 50-cent piece

15 quarters

71 dimes

22 nickels

286 pennies

I also found a single Canadian dime, which I’ll add to my stash. Who knows? I may drive the Al-Can again some day.

Interested in the stock market? Have I got some light reading for you.

“The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Stock Investing” is designed to help novices learn more about the recent market. The authors are Sarah Young Fisher (a certified financial planner) and Susan Shelly (a business writer), and their goal is to clarify the “often confusing process” of investing.

It’s paired with “The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Stock Investing Fast-Track,” which offers fundamental information on picking/valuing stocks and planning a portfolio for the long term. The author, Ken Little, promises to keep the “non-essential information” to a minimum, so that would-be investors can get started faster.

If it were me, I’d read both books – and then keep looking for information. That’s because I think that a little knowledge is a dangerous thing. It’s your money, and you need to be clear-eyed about where you put it. But what you learn from these two books will be a good start.

When cleaning out a jammed-full junk drawer recently, my new roommate found several dozen pairs of chopsticks. His immediate thought wasn’t stir-fry, but rather “kindling.”

This evening’s fire was started with newspaper and plain wood eating implements. They worked quite well, and got me to thinking about their disposable nature. If you think plastic forks and spoons are awful, take a look at these chopstick stats, courtesy of The New York Times.

I find myself in the middle of a Lifetime movie: Middle-aged woman leaves long-term abusive marriage, goes broke, wins a scholarship, stumbles into an unexpected career – and finds a man who’s perfect for her.